After rebirth, the empress was spoiled by the emperor's uncle like a little girl

A Bao glanced at Pei Guichen coldly, turned around, and looked up at Xuanyuan Fengran.

"Little uncle, I have to go out."

Xuanyuan Fengran didn't ask any more questions, just said, "Then get out."

After he finished speaking, Abao's eyes were covered with a layer of white gauze.

Xuanyuan Fengran stood silently beside her, the burning warm room reflected the blazing flames, setting off Xuanyuan Fengran's deep and bottomless black eyes.

Ah Bao raised her eyes to look at him, he was standing next to her, with a cold and intimidating look, cruel and ruthless.

But his hot body temperature penetrated through his palms and continued to warm her cool fingertips.

She was led by Xuanyuan Fengran and pushed open the door of the warm room.

Xuanyuan Fengran covered Abao's eyes with white gauze in advance, but he didn't know that the white gauze was of no use at all.

She could see everything clearly in the light of the blazing fire.

The evil bandits were burning and killing everywhere, and the corridor was littered with broken limbs and blood. The several heads that had frightened Xiao Jingyue were still rolling by the door of the warm room.

Xiao Jingyue held Pei Guichen's hand tightly and even refused to let Xiao Yunzheng get close to her.

Xiao Yunzheng had no choice but to hold the sword and guard Xiao Jingyue.

The pungent smoke and billowing flames dried the corners of Abao's lips and made his breathing difficult.

Xuanyuan Fengran held her hand even tighter.

So, she quietly moved closer to Xuanyuan Fengran, and unexpectedly met the group of evil thieves who were killing people indiscriminately.

They don't wear masks.

Because they don't need to.

Every face of every person was cut by a sharp blade, with hideous centipede-like scars all over their faces, making it impossible to recognize their original appearance.

Xuanyuan Fengran drew the sword from his waist.

Suddenly, a hum, a silver light flashed, and the star iron rang.

The flesh-eating and blood-drinking silver sword of the Man-Slayer King was finally unsheathed.

And Abao's heart, which had risen to his throat, finally settled down.

Those who killed people wantonly were not Xie Wuai's men.

Then the evil villain in Baiyujing tonight is probably the Pei family's assassin who was arranged by Pei Guichen to protect the Suanni in Baiyujing.

The first thought that came to A Bao’s mind was Xie Wuai’s death.

Xie Wuai, her most beloved brother, was a young man who was determined to expand the territory of Daqi. He didn't know until his death that he died at the hands of his own people.

That is, these Pei family warriors in front of them.

The group of evil thieves with hideous scars on their faces surrounded her. She was blocked by Xuanyuan Fengran behind him, and the silver sword in his hand glowed with a cold light.

At this time, loud rumbling noises continued to be heard, and the beams and door pillars of Baiyujing collapsed one after another.

The fire wave surged in, and the flames almost burned Abao's clothes.

She looked at the Pei family assassins in front of her, and Pei Guichen's most useful and terrifying knife.

Full of rage, unable to contain it.

Beside her, Xuanyuan Fengran's moves were very steady.

As the sword wind swept past fiercely, the white veil in front of her eyes fluttered, and she saw that Xuanyuan Fengran was completely different from his usual romantic and unrestrained appearance, and the lines of his profile were sharp and cold.

Through the white veil covering his eyes, A Bao saw Xuanyuan Fengran's sword moves. Each one was clean, sharp, ruthless and fierce. There was no trickery at all. Every move of the sword was intended to take lives.

Wherever the silver sword light passed, the evildoers fell to the ground, dying with their eyes open.

Pei Guichen and Xiao Yunzheng had different expressions, but they had a similar thought.

It turned out that in the flower branch competition at the plum blossom viewing banquet, Xuanyuan Fengran was just trying it out casually. At this moment, Xuanyuan Fengran demonstrated the true strength of the Man-Slaughtering King Silver Sword.

No wonder hundreds of thousands of cavalrymen in the northern border are only willing to recognize Xuanyuan Fengran.

Amidst the waves of blood and fire, Abao was led forward by Xuanyuan Fengran.

She stumbled all the way, stepped over corpses, and finally reached the end of the corridor.

Finally, there was only one Pei family soldier left who had been blocking the corridor on the fifth floor and causing chaos.

Just as A Bao was about to speak, Xuanyuan Fengran understood and sheathed his sword.

He understood what she meant, to keep the person alive and extract a confession from the person behind the incident.

But the Pei family warrior collapsed on the ground with a pale face, watching his companions bleeding all over the ground. Suddenly, he looked at Pei Guichen helplessly.

Pei Guichen's cold and elegant face was expressionless.

A Bao just noticed the gaze of Pei family assassin and was about to stop him, but the assassin had already swallowed poison and committed suicide.

A Bao immediately regretted it.

Since they are Pei family's death warriors, they will definitely not survive if they are captured.

She made a mistake.

She looked around. Although all the Pei family warriors in the corridor on the fifth floor had died at the hands of Xuanyuan Fengran, there were still screams and cries for help everywhere in Baiyujing.

The bigger the fire got, the more shaky the wooden planks of the fifth-floor walkway became.

With a loud bang, the wooden boards finally couldn't hold on and fell down like fragments.